Donald C. Curtis — My chronological age…

My chronological age is of no importance to me whatsoever. I am a child of God, therefore I am eternally new. I am as young as time, I am as old as eternity. I have no age. I am as spontaneous as this moment. I live in the here and the now. I live each moment as it appears so I am always as young as the present. I cannot age because I am constantly in depth, not in time. No one has ever lived this life before. I do my best to make it a masterpiece. I am a child of the Infinite. I am eternally new.

Donald C. Curtis

Samuel Logan Brengle — When I was a little boy…

When I was a little boy on the sun-bathed prairies of southern Illinois, a year seemed interminable- it moved forward on leaden feet. Now the years pass like the flash of sunlit bubbles on wind-tossed waves, as though they must hasten and lose themselves in that eternity when time shall be no more. And yet what an unspeakable gift of God is a year! Who can compute its value or estimate its worth? We give and receive our little gifts and rejoice, but how paltry they are compared to God’s gift of a year of days!
Samuel Logan Brengle

Jeff Simms — Our problem is that we come to a point…

Our problem is that we come to a point in our Christian life where we become comfortable and we stop surrendering all things to Christ. Surrender means that I have given God permission to change, mold or to rid my life of anything that hinders me from becoming all that He wants me to be. We need to surrender to God and allow Him to change us.
Jeff Simms

J. B. Stoney — God sends rain and fruitful seasons…

God sends rain and fruitful seasons, but though they come, they never come in the same way in any one year, and I find that, as a rule, when I need anything, that it comes from a quarter that I never expected, and that from the quarter where it had come before it does not now. Thus God keeps the eye on Himself and not on the donor.
J. B. Stoney

Frederick Buechner — Much as we wish…

Much as we wish, not one of us can bring back yesterday or shape tomorrow. Only today is ours, and it will not be ours for long, and once it is gone it will never in all time be ours again. Thou only knowest what it holds in store for us, yet even we know someting of what it will hold. The chance to speak the truth, to show mercy, to ease another’s burden. The chance to resist evil, to remember all the good times and good people of our past, to be brave, to be strong, to be glad.
Frederick Buechner

Augustine — Late have I loved You…

Late have I loved You, Beauty so old and so new: late have I loved You. And see, You were within and I was in the external world and sought You there, and in my unlovely state I plunged into those lovely created things which You made. You were with me, and I was not with You. The lovely things kept me far from You, though if they did not have their existence in You, they had no existence at all. You called and cried out loud and shattered my deafness. You were radiant and resplendent, You put to flight my blindness. You were fragrant, and I drew in my breath and now pant after You. I tasted You, and I feel but hunger and thirst for You. You touched me, and I am set on fire to attain the peace which is Yours. For what am I to myself without You, but a guide to my own downfall?
Augustine

Lisa Harper — Our gracious heavenly Father…

Our gracious heavenly Father entrusts us to confess our mess. And to show us that it’s okay to let down our pretenses, His Word is full of stories about unlikely people becoming heroes- a stuttering ex-con who leads God’s people out of slavery; an unethical little “IRS agent” who becomes a friend of Jesus; a sleazy woman whose testimony triggers a revival in her hometown. If you’re embarrassed by your past, you’re in good company!
Lisa Harper

Billy Graham — God leaves us here…

God leaves us here because He has a mission for us to fulfill. We aren’t here by accident; neither are we here simply to enjoy the good things life has to offer. We are here because God put us here, and He has a sovereign purpose in keeping us here. It’s true for us as individuals, and it’s true for His body, the Church, in all of its fullness. As Jesus prayed just before His arrest and trial, “I am not praying that You take them out of the world…As You sent Me into the world, I also have sent them into the world.” (John 17:15,18)
Billy Graham

Chinese story — An old man lived with his son in a fort…

An old man lived with his son in a fort.  One day the son lost his horse.  The neighbors rushed into the house to express their sympathy, but the old man said: “How do you know that this is bad luck?”  A few days later, the horse came back with a number of wild horses.  So the neighbors flocked indoors to congratulate him, but the old man said: “How do you know this is good luck?”  Now that he had so many horses to ride, the son one day rode away on one of the wild horses.  He fell off, breaking his leg.  Again the neighbors knocked at the door to say: “Alas!  Alas!” but the old man said: “Tut!  Tut!  How do you know this is bad luck?”  Sure enough, before many weeks had passed, there was a great war in the Middle Flowery Kingdom, but because the old man’s son was crippled, he did not have to go off to fight.
Chinese story

Unknown — There was a tedious four-day trial…

There was a tedious four-day trial at which a defendant stoutly maintained his innocence.  On the fourth day he suddenly decided to plead guilty.  The judge angrily inquired, “Why didn’t you plead guilty right at the start and save us all this time, trouble, and cost?”  “Honest, Judge,” whined the defendant, “I was convinced I was innocent until I heard all the evidence against me.”
Unknown

D. A. Carson — We drift toward compromise…

We drift toward compromise and call it tolerance; we drift toward disobedience and call it freedom; we drift toward superstition and call it faith.  We cherish the indiscipline of lost self-control and call it relaxation; we slouch toward prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking we have escaped legalism; we slide toward godlessness and convince ourselves we have been liberated.
D. A. Carson

Jack Riemer — What then is the difference…

What then is the difference between the good man and the bad? Only this: They both suffer, they both have pain, they both know tension and trouble, but there is a difference in what they suffer for, in what they have trouble from, in what takes away their peace of mind. The measure of a man is that which bothers him, that which disturbs his mind, that which annoys him and costs him pain.
Jack Riemer

Francis de Sales — One should gather a little nosegay of devotion…

One should gather a little nosegay of devotion. My meaning is as follows: Those who have been walking in a beautiful garden do not leave it willingly without taking away with them four or five flowers, in order to inhale their perfume and carry them about during the day: even so, when we have considered some mystery in meditation, we should choose one or two or three points in which we have found most relish, and which are specially proper to our advancement, in order to remember them throughout the day, and to inhale their perfume spiritually. Now we should do this in the place where we have made our meditation, either staying where we are, or walking about alone for a little while afterwards.
Francis de Sales

Epistle to Diognetus — They dwell in their own countries…

(Written about AD 130, this is one of the earliest descriptions of Christians.)
They dwell in their own countries but simply as sojourners. As citizens, they share in all things with others, and yet endure all things as if foreigners. Every foreign land is to them as their native country, and every land of their birth as a land of strangers. They marry, as do others; they beget children; but they do not destroy their offspring. They have a common table but not a common bed. They are in the flesh, but they do not live after the flesh. They pass their days on the earth, but are citizens of heaven. They obey the prescribed laws, and at the same time surpass the laws in their lives. They love all, and are persecuted by all. They are poor, yet they make many rich; they are completely destitute, and yet they enjoy complete abundance. They are reviled, and yet they bless. When they do good they are punished as evildoers; undergoing punishment, they rejoice because they are brought to life.
Epistle to Diognetus, author unknown

Unknown — A traveler…

A traveler, as he passed through a forest, saw a part of a huge oak, which appeared misshapen, and almost seemed to spoil the scenery. “If,” sad he, “I was the owner of this forest, I would cut down that tree.” But when he had ascended the hill, and taken a full view of the forest, this same tree appeared the most beautiful part of the landscape. “How erroneously,” said he, “I judged when I saw only a part!” The full view, the harmony and proportion of things, are all necessary to clear up our judgment.
Unknown

Billy Graham — Ask the astronomer…

Ask the astronomer if God is a haphazard God. He will tell you that every star moves with precision in its celestial path. Ask the scientist if God is a haphazard God. He will tell you that his formulas and equations are fixed, and that to ignore the laws of science would be a fool’s folly. If the laws in the material realm are so fixed and exact, is it reasonable that God could afford to be haphazard in the spiritual realm where eternal destinies of souls are at stake? Just as God has equations and rules in the material realm, God has equations and rules in the spiritual.
Billy Graham

Corrie ten Boom — I once visited a weaver’s school…

I once visited a weaver’s school where the students were making beautiful patterns. I asked, “When you make a mistake must you cut it out and start from the beginning?” A student said, “No, our teacher is such a great artist that when we make a mistake, he uses it to improve the beauty of the pattern.” That is what the Lord does with our mistakes.
Corrie ten Boom

Unknown — Isn’t it strange…

Isn’t it strange how a 20 dollar bill seems like such a large amount when you donate it to church, but such a small amount when you go shopping?
Isn’t it strange how 2 hours seem so long when you’re at church, and how short they seem when you’re watching a good movie?
Isn’t it strange that you can’t find a word to say when you’re praying but you have no trouble thinking what to talk about with a friend?
Isn’t it strange how difficult and boring it is to read one chapter of the Bible but how easy it is to read 100 pages of a popular novel?
Isn’t it strange how everyone wants front-row-tickets to concerts or games but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Church?
Isn’t it strange how we need to know about an event for Church 2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda, but we can adjust it for other events in the last minute?
Isn’t it strange how difficult it is to learn a fact about God to share it with others; but how easy it is to learn, understand, extend and repeat gossip?
Isn’t it strange how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say but we question the words in the Bible?
Isn’t it strange how everyone wants a place in heaven but they don’t want to believe, do, or say anything to get there?
Isn’t it strange how we send jokes in e-mails and they are forwarded right away but when we are going to send messages about God, we think about it twice before we share it with others?
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